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…as we were driving through town on our way to the store, we passed by my Chiropractor’s office and my little girl said, “There’s the chiro-crack-ters office!”
…driving in the car on another errand here was the dialog:
Adair: How do we spell Aquarium?
Mom: a-q-u-a-r-i-u-m, aquarium.
Adair: How do we spell fish?
Mom: f-i-s-h, fish.
Alec: How do we spell shrauber?
Mom: (puzzled & laughing) s-h-r-a-u-b-e-r, shrauber. (?)
Alec: How do we spell Hogyak?
Mom: (hysterical) h-o-g-y-a-k, hogyak.
…Alec said to Mike in the bathroom this morning, “Look Daddy, my eyes are wiggeling!” as he was blinking over and over.
…Adair asked me as she leaned up against the wall, with her back flat to the wall and pointing to where her head was, “How tall am I?” I responded that there were no inch marks on the wall so I couldn’t tell. She replied, “I’m sixty-seven-T-eight. That’s a lot, a lot, a lot, a lot of dollars!!!”
…Alec said to me as he walked into the kitchen, “can you pull up my pants? they’re falling down backwards… *sigh*…”
God is so faithful, and I just have to give Him the glory because the testing showed that Alec is completely healed. No reflux on either ureter. Gone! Healed! WooHoo!
Alec’s Pediatric Urologist had a delightedly surprised look on his face when he gave me the results following the procedure. He was grinning and nodding his head while he said that Alec’s x-rays were normal, and he maintained his raised eyebrows for the rest of our short visit. God is just so awesome, and I’m so thankful and relieved that Alec will never have to undergo this testing again. Now I know he said to me when we first started following Alec’s condition, that 60% of kids can grow out of this, this still doesn’t diminish God’s timing and healing of Alec.
Real Live Preacher is I suspect off his sabbatical, and he’s revealed his identity and his book is available for purchase this Friday! *cool beans*
In response to jez’s comment, I’ve been reading online this morning on the cross, I guess in part because I want all things I be correct in God’s eyes, and only He knows my heart. So I have come across several interesting reads, just googled the “symbol of the cross” and there is much there. Here is one: The Cross: Christian Banner or Pagan Relic? and it’s got me thinking and processing that which I know, thought I knew, and that which I have yet to understand.
What illumination do you opinionated people have in response to the symbol of the cross?
In response to my post finding faith where I said this, “Did you know that Mormon’s don’t wear crosses? Their church buildings aren’t adorned with the symbol of the cross anywhere. They think that it’s a grim reminder of Christ’s suffering, and so they like to shift their perspecitve to His resurrection, so atop their church buildings they have a pointed staff if you will, to symbolize His resurrection.”
Jez made an interesting comment.
jez said, “you think when jesus comes back he’s gonna want to see another cross? when you guys stop wearing crosses, then perhaps he might show up again.
Now this is really interesting, and I dare say if it was only that simple. Are you basing this on Scripture jez? Are you referring to the use or adornment of the cross as idoltry or…? I’m interested in your opinion and what you base it on, and although I may disagree, I would still like to hear it so that I can understand more clearly your views.
For me, the cross represents the One who had no sin and died there, willingly, for me, on my behalf (and the worlds). The cross shows the ugliness of sin, and the cost of it. The cross is offensive, and the cross is real. It fills my heart daily with the recognition of my ownership through Christ’s attonement. I am bought and paid for. I wear mine proudly, even while the community where I live looks down on me for wearing it, because they see it as a pegan symbol. …the message of the cross is foolishness to those who are perishing. 1 Cor. 1:18 But that’s just me… how about any readers who stop by…
What are your views of the cross and it’s use as display or adornment?
If you have ever worn cosmetics and thought you paid too much for them, it’s likely due to “price fixing” by the cosmetic industry. There is a current class action lawsuit underway to remedy this, and if you click on this link it will take you to the page that tells you all about it. You can sign up to register for free department store cosmetics and you will be notified of when and where to go, on a first come first serve basis, to recieve your free cosmetics, from the settlement product give-away.
This is a beautiful quote. God has been calling me to a deeper level in prayer, and this thought is so fragrant and rich.
“Prayer should be the breath of our breathing, the thought of our thinking, the soul of our feeling, and the life of our living, the sound of our hearing, the growth of our growing. Prayer in it’s magnitude is length without end, width without bounds, height without top, and depth without bottom. Illimitable in it’s breadth, exhaustless in height, fathomless in depths and infinite in extension.” Homer W. Hodge
There are many things that help compose me into the unique (or maybe not so?) person that I am. I read a post a while ago from Marla, and I pondered on the little things that contribute to my identity.
Here goes (laugh or shake your head in disgust if you want 
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~ I love fonts for my computer, and I collect them. I have a disk with over 4000 on them, and I have at least 1100 installed on my computer right now. I can recognize many of them by name when I see them in advertisements, newsletters, magazines, and on web pages.
~ I have to sleep with the fan on speed 2. If the fan isn’t on, it’s too quiet to sleep and it feels too stuffy.
~ I break my mini blinds all the time and have to buy new ones.
~ I have one awesome brother who is 4 years older than me.
~ I love white shirts.
~ I’m not very good at staying organized.
~ I’m the kind of gal who gets up and gets ready everyday, regardless if I’m sick or not and even if I don’t have to go anywhere. I just feel more normal if I look normal.
~ To put myself through college, I worked as a barmaid & bartender at a local beer pub & grill.
~ After I graduated college, I worked at Planned Parenthood as a counselor for 3 years. *a hush falls over the group* In Utah though, PP’s don’t provide abortions, but they do give counseling and referrals for them.
~ My dad died when I was 7 1/2 years old.
~ My mom and step-dad were alcholics.
~ I love watching medical shows like “The Operation” and “Trauma- Life in the ER” on the Discovery Channel.
~ My Mom is my best friend.
~ I drink too much diet coke.
~ I LOVE chocolate.
…well, that’s all I have time for now, but I think I’ll add to this as more come to mind! ; )
Start a MEME and list the unique things about you!
In anticipating Alec’s big day on Friday, I had some time to go holo-holo (which, for those of you who don’t know slang Hawaiian, the equilalent translation would be to play hooky). I went to run some errands without the kids, and while erranding, I planned in advance my strategy for Friday by buying some cool toys for Alec that I know he’ll be excited over.
I’ve talked to Alec and told him that we are going to go see his very own “special doctor,” and that we are going on an adventure to a really special hospital where they only see kids. So far, Alec is wound up by this and actually looking forward to going to “soltlake”(Salt Lake). I haven’t been too specific on what the special Dr. is going to do, but I will talk to him tomorrow a little bit about that to help prepare him. I’m going to give him one of the new cool toy“moto-cyc-o’s” as soon as we get to the hospital, which I know he’ll freak out over. And I’ve already let him know that I have some other special toys for him in my trunk, which he will get to have after we see the special Dr. He’s looking forward to it.
One big thing we decided… was that Mike probably shouldn’t go with us. It’s a tough decision, because although he really wants to be there, it would really be hard for him to keep his emotions together and remain strong for Alec. He is the most awesome Dad, and he loves our kids SO much… it just breaks his heart that Alec has to have this testing done, and to be in pain in any way. Mike can barely talk about the whole thing without welling up, and Alec isn’t used to seeing is Daddy concerned and worried like that. At the appointment, Alec will be looking to us for reassurance, and if we can’t keep it together, he will take his cue from that and everything will seem more traumatic. In going alone, Mike won’t have to witness Alec’s pain, and I won’t have to worry about him melting in front of Alec while they are testing him. I am fully trusting in the Lord, and am confident that He will be there to help strengthen me, and that He will comfort Alec in his pain while they insert the catheter. I just know that if I am strong and encourage Alec during this time, his emotional recovery will be quick and the procedure won’t be as traumatic as if we showed visable distress. When I come home and after I put the kids to bed however, I expect to let it go to God in a good cry of relief that it’s over. : D
Anyway, I appricate the prayer support you all have expressed. It’s going to all be great! I feel it and trust it.
This Friday the 28th, I have to drive my little boy Alec (2 1/2 yrs. old) down to Salt Lake (1.5 hr. drive) to see his Pediatric Urologist at Primary Children’s Hospital. Alec was born with a condition called Hydronephrosis (HN), which means enlarged kidneys. His is a result of reflux from when his bladder gets full, the fluid then travels back up the ureter to his kidney, which causes them to swell. We’ve been following this condition since he was in utero and was diagnosed at 21 wks. gestation, so, it’s not something new or overwhelming.
The test he has to have done this Friday will give us the results we need to determine if he will have to proceed to surgery in order to reallign the ureter from his left kidney into his bladder. At our last visit when he was 18 mo. old, the test showed and rated that his reflux on his left side was still a grade 3 on a scale of 5 being worst and 1 being minimal, and on his right side, it showed he had improved since the first testing from a grade 2 to a grade 1.
After he has an ultrasound, he will then have a test called a VCUG. To do this they insert a catheter into his urethra to the opening of his bladder. They will fill his bladder with a dyed liquid, and when his bladder is full, they will take a series of x-rays to assess the process of reflux, if there is any. It’s a relatively quick procedure if they have no problems placing the catheter, but it is still painful nonetheless. They do not administer any pain meds. for this procedure, and if they were to, then Alec would have to recieve an injection into is you know what, so why bother, it’s either going to hurt from the injection, or it will sting from placing the catheter. Last time when he had this done, he didn’t seem to mind once the catheter was in, but during the insertion of it, he wasn’t comfortable at all.
What is great to know, is that 60% of kids can outgrow this condition, so our prayers are that Alec is among that 60%, and that God has healed his left side so that surgery wouldn’t be necessary. I just pray that the procedure would go quickly and without pain, by knowledgable and experienced staff. I pray that Alec would feel comforted by me being there, and that if Mike goes, that Mike can keep his emotions under control so that Alec can see daddy being strong too. ; )
I also pray that we will recieve quick diagnostic answers from the specialist and that the test results will indeed show that Alec has been healed and grown out of this condition, with no further testing needed. I also pray that God would use this opportunity to fill my husband Mike with a boldness to step out and lift prayers to God, and to have the Spirit quicken his heart to hear God’s heart, as well as to witness God’s supernatural healing in Jesus Christ. I would also pray that you let the Spirit quicken you to pray as He leads you for us, and I pray for blessings to be poured out in abundance to you in return, for being intercessors for us!!!! Thank you so much!!! I will post an update on how everything went when the time comes! I trust fully in God to lead us and to hear our prayers!
When I was growing up in Southern California, my aunt Joan had kindof a “do it all maid” that she brought back from Mexico, whose name was Josefina (prounuced Ho-sa-fi-na). I’m pretty sure that the immigration officals didn’t know that Josefina was working for my aunt, but I did, and I loved her, even though I didn’t know how to speak or understand Spanish.
The picture I have of her in my memory is that she was a little woman, but with wise happy eyes, and wrinkles in her cheeks from a lot of smiling. She had long, dark, salt and pepper wirey hair that she usually wore up in a loose bun, but every now and then, I would see her with it down, and she would look younger than I thought possible. She lived in the upstairs bedroom/sewing room over the garage of my aunt Joan’s house, and she smoked Pall-Mall cigarettes outside the side door of the garage, while she sat on this little tiny stool, which made her look like a giant. She really did everything around my aunts house… the cleaning, laundry, fluffing the down pillows on the couch perfectly, and best of all, she prepared the food. She made the best homemade tortillas, refried beans, posole, carne asada, carnitas, and tamales I’ve ever had. My cousins, aunt, and uncle all learned and spoke Spanish over the course of time, and Josefina assimilated into a valued member of the family.
The things I remember most about spending time at my aunt Joan’s house, was feeding her chickens (which was a rarety in Newport Beach, Calif.!) and checking for eggs, as well as watching Josefina pat her homemade tortillas and cook them on the big hot plate. I think I started watching her when I was four or five and I continued until my teen years whenever I went to visit. When I was young, I remember her telling me stories in Spanish, even though I didn’t understand a word of it, I listened to her and nodded along while she made tortillas. Every now and then, she would ask me questions… I would just laugh and smile, and nod along as if I understood everything, I just wanted her to keep talking. I remember using her as a sounding board too, and I would tell her stories as well, going into vivid detail as though she understood it all. We continued to have conversations this way, which served to connect us even through the language barrier.
She lived with and worked for my aunt Joan and uncle Bill for as long as I can remember, even up until I graduated high school and moved to Utah. The last I heard, she retired and went back to live with her family in Mexico. I have always thought it would be so cool to find a Josefina to become a part of my family… maybe someday!!!
Caedmon’s Call is awesome…. on the album Back Home, there is a song called “Hands of the Potter” and I find myself singing it all the time… the lyrics are amazing:
Lord if I’m the clay then I’ve been left out in the sun
Cracked and dry, like mud from the sky
Still clinging to the prodigal sunBut I’m on my way back home
Yes I’m on my way back homeInto the hands
That made the wine from the water
Into the hands
The hands of the PotterLord if I’m the clay that let your living water flow
Soften up my edges Lord
So everyone will knowThat I’m on my way back home
Yes I’m on my way back homeAnd Lord when you listen for the song of my life
Let it be, let it be, a song so sweet
Let it be, let it be, a song so sweet
Let it be, let it be, a song so sweet, let it beLord if I’m the clay then lay me down
On your spinning wheel
Shape me into something you can fill
With something realAnd I’ll be on my way back home
Yes I’m on my way back home
I love being surrendered to Him, knowing that in His infinite creativity He is shaping me daily into His heart’s picture of what He wants me to be.
Real Live Preacher is going to take a break for a while… *hugs to him*. I will have to get my fill by reading through the stories I’ve missed. Lotsa good reading awaiting me… : )
I have to think that staying at home with my kids is really going to help them out in the emotional well being catergory, regardless of the sacrifices we make as a family in order for us to do this. Penny pinching is hard and requires a lot of discipline, and I admit that we fail in many ways to be wise with our money, but I trust that God provides for everything, and that our financial condition won’t always remain this way. My dh hopes that when the kids start kindergarten, I will start a part time job to supplement our income. In some ways I really look forward to it, but in others I’m not that thrilled. Even though I have a BS in Family and Human Development with an emphasis in Marriage and Family Relations, my employablity is limited to the social work field, which really doesn’t pay that great in Northern Utah. What I’d really like to do is go to school for Massage Therapy! I’ve wanted to for about six years now, but it’s a commuting, time, and money situation that keeps me from enrolling. It’s just something that has always spoken to me.
So, anyway, yadda yadda… I borrowed a book from my Pastor’s wife and I feel God really calming me through reading it, and figuring out that I can apply this to our finances, and He will walk us through it. The book is called The Complete Cheapskate, by Mary Hunt. I’m trusting God in this process, to learn to give more generously, budget more carefully, save more diligently, and get out of debt more quickly, and do these all at the same time and on dh modest income. After all, it is God’s promise that when I seek His Kingdom first, that I needn’t be anxious for anything in my life, because He knows my every need and will provide. Where my heart is, my treasure is also!!! Luke 12:22-34.
And, to claim this promise from God again, “Be joyful always; pray continually; give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.” 1 Thes. 5:16-18, I am so thankful to have the opportunity to continue to learn and be guided by Him in all that I do, including how I learn to be a shephard to that which He has provided.
What are your best giving strategies, money management, money saving, debt reducing tips?
I haven’t been inside much the last few days, because the swingset we are building is nearly completed, and there is nowhere else my kids want to be. It’s the funnest thing to be able to go to the backyard, pull the wood cover off the sandbox, and let the kids dive in. I have been able to accomplish so much in just a couple days since we’ve had it to a point that they can actually start using it! I have put 2 yards of wood chips atop all my flower beds & it looks so pretty, I have pulled every weed I can see among my flowers, while the dandilions in the grass have alluded my attention. I’ve divided many perrenials and filled in the holes in other areas of the flower beds and I’ve trimmed back my tulip heads so that they can draw their reserves in from the leaves for the next few weeks, until summer heat begins. I’ve also read a ton, completed prayers, and just focussed on God without any interruptions from my kids who have been playing as if they could care less if I was even there.
The one thing that I suspect that this will eventually come to an end. How soon will they grow tired with playing in the sand and climbing the rockclimbing holds to get to the upper level? How long till they think sliding down the slide is boring or swinging from the swings (which we are going to put in today or tomorrow) is dull? I’m hoping their excitement at least lasts through the summer ; D.
Here in Utah, the majority of people are Mormon (or LDS = Latter Day Saint). It’s really interesting to see and study the differences between Mormonism and Christianity, and I would encourage everyone to read up on them sometime, because it’s extensive. Mormons claim that they are Christian, after all, they “have the name Christ in their church title,” as if that covers it. Sure, sure, they read the Bible, but they have a “catch” to it… they “only believe it as far as it is translated correctly.” So, they give more credence to the Book of Mormon (BoM), The Doctrine and the Covenants (D&C), and the Articals of Faith (AoF). Living among them is unique and trying to talk to them regarding the Gospel is difficult. We (Christians and Mormons) share many of the same terms, but the definitions of them are different, like synonyms, so if those aren’t cleared up before discussions, you just end up talking around eachother.
One thing that prompted me to become active in fellowship after nearly 10 yrs. of not going to church was that last year, someone who I deeply respected (even as a Mormon), denounced Mormonism and came to Christ. This person is high up in our community and had served in many capacities in the LDS church as well. It’s a huge deal, and I am just so deeply in prayer regarding their family and continued walk with Christ. This person is trying to bring their spouse to Christ, as well as their children, who have all been born and raised in the church. One child has already accepted Christ, and the spouse is reflecting on the deceptions of the LDS church and being actively stirred by the Holy Spirit. I stand back in complete AWE of what God is doing in their life. It’s not easy leaving the church, especially in a predominantly Mormon city. This family has suffered because of this boldness for Christ, and their suffering is at the hands of those LDS faithful who once claimed to be their friends. This family is experiencing daily what it means to take up their cross. This family knows what it feels like to be persecuted for believing and declaring the Gospel and it’s truth. They know what it feels like to surrender to God and trust that they are now saved by the grace of God alone. They know the reality of what it means to try to be Christlike in response to harsh judgements from their once so-called friends.
When I heard of this persons testimony for Christ, I suddenly at the drop of a hat, became aware that I had absolutely no valid reason to not be actively worshipping and seeking fellowship. Even though I thought it would be better to wait to go to church until my dh wanted to go with me, when I saw the hurdles my ex-mormon friend had pressed through, I realized that my excuses were pointless. My husband knew I was a believer, my friends knew I was a believer, everyone knew I was a believer, but I just wasn’t actively seeking God other than reading my Bible and praying. After being away from fellowship for that long, I realized how much I needed it!!! And I am so blessed to have been drawn back in by the Spirit. This person has served as a wake-up call to many here, and I also think that their testimony is something that my dh considers on an infrequent basis. It’s just really really cool to know that God DOES work in HUGE ways, and to witness it unfolding right before your eyes is phenominal. : ) Glorious God! Glorious!
Did you know that Mormon’s don’t wear crosses? Their church buildings aren’t adorned with the symbol of the cross anywhere. They think that it’s a grim reminder of Christ’s suffering, and so they like to shift their perspecitve to His resurrection, so atop their church buildings they have a pointed staff if you will, to symbolize His resurrection.
Their religion is unique and has many layers, with hidden layers inbetween.
What is your prayer time with God like? Read this excellent post by Bryan atSpare Change, post is titled: Instant Messaging. It would be really cool if when God is IM me it it made that little “bling” sound, so I’d recognize it more through the clutter of my own thoughts. : D
Awesome post though…. especially when I’ve been reading a lot on prayer.
Douglas, author of Belief Seeking Understanding emailed me the link to this site called Christian Classics Ethereal Library, and boy, I tell you, there are some great readings posted there. I have spent much of last night and today reading several of them. Much worth your time if you have it to examine. Douglas led me to the author Andrew Murray who I am already digging. I also found a couple others, like Reuben Torrey’s writings on “How to Pray,” and Edward Bound’s writings on Prayer. Just thought I would pass this excellent link along, and invite you to take a stroll through the library yourself. I also wanted to ask if there are more online libraries like this? If you know of them, or even great online resources of audio files of sermons, etc. will you post those links in the comments or email them to me?
God is continuing to do amazing things within my heart, and daily I am awakened with deeper desires of seeking more of His awesome wisdom. I keep wondering and asking God in eagerness, “Where are you taking me today Lord? What are you going to reveal to me? I’m your eager pupil, teach me.”
well… I have two days left of my free 30 day trial at TypePad… and now that blogger has changed a few things, I’m wondering if I should just go back, afterall, it is free. Any thoughts? I like the ease of this page, and really the only thing I don’t like is the cost. I still have my blogofamom page, and I could change a few things to make it load fast… hmmmm…
Upon my reading tonight, I found this and had to add it to my post from earlier today…
“I planted the seed, Apollos watered it, but God made it grow. So neither he who plants nor he who waters is anything, but only God, who makes things grow. The man who plants and the man who waters have one purpose, and each will be rewarded according to his own labor. For we are God’s fellow workers; you are God’s field, God’s building. ” 1 Cor. 3:6-8
Let us all labor under Him…
Yesterday as I was tilling the soil, mapping out and planting my vegetable garden, I was praying over many people thinking of the parable of the soils
Matt. 13:1-23, Mark 4:1-20, Luke 8:1-15, and I was thinking is there a way for me, as an external source, to prepare the heart soil of the unbelievers I have around me, so that when the opportunity comes that seeds are falling unto them, they are landing on fertile, tilled, healthy soil, and not rocky ground, or among the thorns? Anything more than what I am trying to live, of loving the Lord with all my heart, soul and mind?
Also, another thought… when you plant seeds in the ground, the first leaves to come up are called “cotyledon” and they are the first leaves of the embryonic plant within the seed that are used as a food supply for the germinating the embryo. When the seeds of the Word are planted into the heart of an unbeliever, how awesome that the Holy Spirit fills them as the food supply with those Words. The Spirit of God acts as the food supply to germinate the embryo of the heart! God, not man, plays the most active role in salvation, as in John 6:44-48. It’s just important that the person keeps getting watered, and that they are protected from the elements (frost and scorching sun) while they are growing.
I’m just continuing to pray for seeds to continue to be planted, and trust mightily that the Spirit is feeding and germinating. I’m praying for God to show me what role he wants me to take to tend the growing garden of those around me.
…my little boy said this morning, “Mommy I can’t wiggle my eyes, they don’t wiggle”….
…my little boy yelled from his room this morning when he wanted me to come get him, “Mommy, come get me, I neeeed youuuuuu!”… (how could I resist?)
…my husband went backpacking in southern Utah this weekend and this morning the kids asked where’s daddy, when I told them he went backpacking, they both shouted “I wanna go backpacking too! Can we go? Can we go?”…
I’m so glad that Rupert won the American choice Survivor Million! Yay Rupert!
In the stretches of time I’ve had today, and what I anticipate I will have tonight after I get my kids to bed, I am planning on spending a lot of time in my Bible and in prayer. I feel God’s call to spend more time with Him to seek His wisdom. : )
Last night, as I was reading my Bible before bed, I was thinking of sin and repentance. It sounds strange to admit, but I don’t like to think about sin or wickedness, because I can’t possibly fathom God’s wrath as a result of it, nor can I feel worthy of knowing Christ was nailed to the cross for me. It sickens me and makes me deeply sorry.
I freely and embarassingly admit that I am a sinner, and what haunts me about my own sin, is that I do it both intentionally and unintentionally. In reflection and in my alone time with God, there is nothing that I dread more than admitting to my willful sin. My unintentional sin on the other hand, somehow doesn’t seem so severe (even though I’m pretty sure God doesn’t rate it any less than intentional sin), so I gladly ask forgiveness because I mistakenly don’t feel “as guilty,” as I do compaired to intentional sin.
As I was reading my Bible the echo of what sin does just convicts me more that I still am so far away from living like Christ. In one index of my Bible (which I read many of the corrosponding verses last night) it reads:sin changes people, sin appears attractive, the effects of sin spreads, sin breaks fellowship with God, we try to excuse sin by blaming others, a small amount of sin can be deadly, “small” sins can spin out of control, we turn sinful acts into habits, sin may not seem costly at first, we ignore our own sin while we condemn others, sin won’t go unnoticed, compromise dulls our sensitivity to it, unintentional sins are still sins, and there is an extra danger in intentional sins, sin always hurts someone else, one sin leads to another, covering up sin leads to more sin, there is a danger of ignoring it, there is a danger of tolerating it, sin is a darkness in our lives, sin is not always punished immediately, you can’t have benefits of Chrisitanity while clinging to sin, forgiveness may not stop sin’s consequences, there is a difference between committing a sin and remaining in sin, we shouldn’t accomodate it under the guise of being open minded, and sin is ultimately against God. That isn’t even all of them…
Understanding the true depth of what sin does to my relationship with God exposes a lot in me. Is it something that you consider often? What do you think about it, and what do you do to conquer it?
The thought of my sin provoking God’s anger is really something I unfortunately know little about, as far as actual memorized Scriptures and such. I was reading a blog post a while ago from Reid and he was talking about God’s anger, and that is something I have a hard time thinking about and conceptualizing. I have a hard time remembering God’s anger, because I just think too much of His love because of Christ, so I immaturely just skip right over it. I have a lot of studying to do… I think after I exhaust looking at sin and repentance, I need to really look at God’s anger, and really what the true definetion of what it means to “fear Him.” After all that, I think I’ll go on to really study and understand true obedience. Obedience of my heart, will, mind, body, finances and future. What thoughts do you have on God’s anger and what it means to “fear Him?”
I’m so thankful for Christ, I don’t have the words to even describe all the ways I am thankful…. and still, I sense that I don’t even know the half of it. God is so awesome and He is growing me so much and through so many experiences, and I just hunger and thrist for more of His perfect wisdom.
